a day in the life...

[forgottendecade]

A
[ Dick's Bikes was the place to go if you were a rough biker with a few loose morals and not that much money. One can work on their own bike, maybe swap out their bike for another bike, or if one was lucky enough, have enough money to get the mechanics involved in rebuilding a bike from getting turned into so much twisted metal, or do that mysterious thing that swaps out pieces to turn it into a different bike than the one that was brought in.

Joji was one of those mechanics, and a popular one as well. While the other workers look like the type that use bits of metal to chew on, he looked a little like he was just wasting time. At least he usually fixes the bikes he gets and makes them work better than normal. He also doesn't take that long in fixing anything and spends some of his time just hanging around, sitting on his work bench and gossiping with the other workers.

Want to bother him during that time? ]

B
[ There's a rumor going around from one low-life to another. It's not that big of a rumor to catch the ears of most supers - villain and hero alike - but it is something exchanged by the lowly goon and the hard-working average con artist. It's basically goes something like If you find a strangely colored coin, there's a guy at Zero's who will pay good cash for it. If asked around a bit more, someone at the bar might point out a rather normal Asian guy that sits at the counter, drinking tea since whiskey would push the ratings too high. He's only there for a couple hours at the most, and the regulars at the bar treat him like they are scared to make him mad.

Anyone want to bother him about this rumor? ]

C
[ Joji worked hard on converting an empty warehouse into a liveable habitat/workshop. There are still parts that don't work quite the right way, but for the most part, the living area is nice and roomy, with an upper floor for his private quarters and a lower part where anyone can just hang out and enjoy the comforts of urban living. The workshop side is still mostly brick and enclosed metal, with a long built in workbench and space for a few motorcycles (some still in parts), a fancy device that might be a laser scanner or possibly the beginning of a huge gun, and some fancy computers on standby.

Just anybody could walk into the building, but the moment they do, a breathless electronic voice would ask them who they were. Anyone want to see what happens if the voice isn't answered? ]

Comments

B

[candothismuch]

[For Eiji, the rumor about a guy paying money for brightly colored coins was enough to prompt him into looking into it. Though he had checked to make sure he still had all of the Core Medals with him, which he did. But with Maki back it seemed that everything was up in the air again.

He steps into the bar, looking very out of place in his brightly colored clothes, and looks around. Well, this was the place, now to find the person who was buying these coins and talk to them.]

[forgottendecade]

[ He was kinda in the middle of such a deal actually. A rather scruffy character in a B-grade goon outfit was slowly counting out some bills, his tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth while he does so. Satisfied that the amount was right, he takes out a coin and slaps it down on the bar and tries to make a hasty escape... but Joji grabs him by scruff of his suit with one arm, while looking the coin over carefully. ]

How lucky for you, it is what I wanted.

[ Joji lets go and the goon flees out of the door. Joji picks it up and glances over at Eiji. ]

You're new.

[candothismuch]

Hm? Ah, yes I am.

[He had stepped to the side to let the goon pass him without bumping him on his way out.]

Are you the one who is buying colored coins?

[forgottendecade]

[ There were only a few coins, some of them having been left behind when a group of yummies attacked, some from a little before that. Joji didn't think he would find a lot of them, but every little bit helped in trying to restore a certain Greeed to more coherency. Of course, that was if the Greeed would stop sulking and came back to the apartment for some minor repairs.

Or maybe there was something else going on. After all, Amazon wasn't the only Rider in the city. ]

You were watching so I assume you can answer your own question.

[candothismuch]

[That was true but asking never really hurt either. Eiji recognized Medals when he saw them and turned his attention back to the man.]

So it is you. Could I ask why?

[For all he knew, this could be another one of Kougami's employees.]

[forgottendecade]

I'm curious.

[ Joji rolls the coin over his fingers, the mechanics making a barely there noise as they shifted under the flesh-colored coating. He wasn't silly enough to touch such Medals with his normal hand, and he was certain that any energy that they could throw off would not harm his fake arm. ]

There was talk about where these coins come from, so I decided to collect them and see for myself.

[candothismuch]

Oh really?

[A collector then?]

[forgottendecade]

Do you find it that odd? Or is there something about these I need to know about?

[ He knew enough about them, but he was always wanting to know more, especially when it came to something alien like these coins. Shocker never was free with the secrets it knew about other worlds, especially those that did not need to know. ]

[candothismuch]

I don't find it odd. Though I am wondering what it is you intend to do with them.

[forgottendecade]

Right now? I intend to find out more about them and exactly why they are turning up here. They do not seem to be anything of this world from what I can tell.

What do you know about them that you seem rather keen as to my purpose.

[candothismuch]

Er, well...

[He knows a little bit about them actually.]

[forgottendecade]

Yes?

[ this might be something he was looking for, someone that might know a little bit more about the Core Medals and who may tell him a little outside of 'Mine! Gimme!' ]

[candothismuch]

[Well the best source of information (aside from Ankh) was held by Kougami but the man is not here.]

I know some things.

[forgottendecade]

Are these things something you can tell me about or do I have to keep guessing?

[candothismuch]

[What would be okay to tell? Eiji ponders for a bit, sorting through the basic information he had about the medals.]

I know that they are called Medals and were created 800 years ago.

[forgottendecade]

800 years ago? Why were they created?

[candothismuch]

The king who used them wanted to rule the world.

[The most basic of all motivations but still pretty ambitious no matter how cliche it is.]

[forgottendecade]

That is rather typical of a lot of kings.

[ He was amused a little by that. a king that wanted to rule? Well, he knew one of those personally, though these days he seemed more interested in taking bad pictures. ]

Did he succeed?

[candothismuch]

[In this case, there was also the added bonus of said king also wanting to become a god.]

No, he didn't. He ended up failing in the end.

[Thank goodness for that. Otherwise the world would have been a very different place.]

[forgottendecade]

But these coins managed to survive... [ Out came the Cell Medal that he had just bought and he held it up to study the face of it. So. Another former evil empire created them, which was probably why Shocker was trying to revive it. And now he woke up one of the warriors attached to that past and collecting Medals to try to stabilize the sad thing.

He must really like being on the side of devils. ]

I have found that these medals have a power to them. Were they suppose to be a tool for control?

[candothismuch]

Those? Mm, not exactly.

[Cell Medals had power, yes, but that power was dwarfed by the power of the Core Medals.]

[forgottendecade]

Oh?

[ This person knew a lot more than what he had thought. Joji closed his hand around the Medal, and glanced at Eiji. ]

To rule the world using these would imply that they are for control... Unless there was something more powerful for that.